I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 55: [It’s not that enemies don’t get together! 】

Before noon.

Beijing broadcasts Radio Station.

The auditorium on the top floor is overcrowded. Many broadcasters and staff have come. All the columns have given the green light for today's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meet competition.

Zhang Ye I have a stomachache. I squatted in the bathroom on the top floor. It may be that I have eaten instant noodles these days. When instant noodles can't hold it, my stomach is upset. He squatted Large-sized while holding the cell phone online, and found that the broadcast station ’s Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meet competition already publicity was in full swing. Not only was the one's own Radio Station website already in full swing, but also advertisement on some other large forums and portals. Today is a statutory holiday. Most men, women, and children are resting at home and spending holidays with their relatives and friends. At noon, when Correct is having a meal and chatting, they are also idle. Listening to Poetry Meet may be an option. Radio Station was chosen to host Poetry Meet in this time. Still good, time is very good.

Hot discussions on the Internet and numerous comments.

"Poetry Meet? Great!"

"This must be heard!"

"Last year Radio Station in Jinshi did a good job, a lot of good poems."

"Hah, this year is even more powerful. Didn't see Writer's Association's Teacher all come? I guess at least one classic Mid-Autumn Festival poem."

I also heard about weibo scolding yesterday, or I knew Zhang Ye.

"Eh? Meng Dongguo? Little Red Mushroom also went to write fairy tales? There are still big thunder on the list? The poet who despise Teacher Zhang Ye?"

"Haha! I watched it!"

"Yeah, I remember that Zhang Ye is Beijing broadcasting Radio Station? Literature and Art frequency is also broadcast today? Teacher Zhang Ye has to go to the scene, right?"

"Yes, that's right!"

"I met today just after scolding yesterday, it's not that the enemies don't get together!"

"Will Teacher Zhang also talk about to go on stage? I'm looking forward to it!"

"I don't know. He is not on the list, they are all Writer's Association!"

There are supporters of Zhang Ye poetry, of course, more are fans of Teacher of Meng Dongguo, that is, people who do not agree with Zhang Ye Literature literacy!

"Don't you agree? Also say Zhang Ye?"

"Don't bother with those people, if you don't understand them, you will get water!"

"It ’s right that there is no Zhang Ye on the list. Yesterday, Teacher said that already is very clear. This person is very popular. Where can I write poetry and song and poetry? On such a large occasion, such a large Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meet, or live broadcast program Let Zhang Ye to go on stage be a joke. His poems lie to those who do n’t know how to cheat. Those who really understand all laugh without saying a word, and then let others laugh off their teeth. ”

"Oh, he might not dare to let Zhang Ye go up!"

"Yes, don't take this porcelain work without this diamond!"

"I hope Zhang Ye goes up. I did n’t compare it before and you still ca n’t see his true face. This time with so many Teachers, let everyone see what is the real poem. Zhang Ye's three-legged cat poem is sure. Appear in shape, let Teacher teach and teach the younger generation! "

"Support!"

"What is Zhang Ye!"

"This kind of person is attractive appearance. I guess he would not dare to to go on stage today. Have you seen those Zhang Ye scolding sentences? Your sister, a literati, a poet, where is there such a scolding? The literati should have temperament, Teacher was right, he would not write poetry! "

Basically, Zhang Ye was questioned. He didn't watch it, and broke the Internet and went out of the bathroom.

The finalists are all important people. Seeing that Poetry Meet is about to start, some leaders in the stage and invited Writer's Association guests have entered one after another.

Zhang Ye just met them at the door.

Deputy Director Jia led them with a smile, "Chairman Meng, this is our auditorium. I remember that you were here last year?"

Meng Dongguo is a forty-five-year-old fat man with a lot of hair. He did n’t thank him, and he nodded and said, “I ’ve been here once, and that was a meeting, and I have n’t seen Chief Minister Jia for two years. Now, my brother's style is still the same, it hasn't changed at all, I can't do it, you look at this wrinkle. "

Deputy Director Jia seems to have a good relationship with him, "Haha, you got it, what kind of hair have I lost, you are the same."

At this time, a group of little girls on the stage saw them, all embracing them!

"Old Meng teacher! Are you a Old Meng teacher, right?" A 20-year-old girl was very excited. She stopped working and rushed up, "I am your fans, your poem is special to me I especially like it. My mother used to read your verses when I was a kid. I really grew up listening to your work. Hey, I'm so excited, so excited, can you sign me a name? "

Deputy Director Jia waved his hand, "It will start soon."

Meng Dongguo said: "Okay brother, sign a name without time, come, little girl."

The girl got her signature as expected and left happily.

When I saw that Meng Dongguo was so good at speaking, several girls and young people came up to sign.

Someone ran to the back, and no matter whether the leader wanted it or not, they all found one's own's idol and favorite Teacher to sign.

"Aunt Little Red Mushroom! You, me, I want a signature, okay? I grew up listening to your fairy tales, I love you!" said a young man.

The little red mushroom is also a bit fat, but she is very beautiful and young, looking complex and saying, "Well, where can I sign you?"

"Dalei Teacher!" Someone came up again, "Your poems have always been my cell phone desktop, can I take a picture with you? One will do!"

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Sign and take a photo.

The Teachers of Writer's Association have been very sought after and onlookers. It is no wonder that everyone is very famous in Beijing. The radio station broadcasts in the Beijing range, and sometimes their work is also broadcast, so The staff are no strangers to these Teachers, and some also admire them.

Dalei? Meng Dongguo? Little red mushroom?

Of the dozen or so people behind, after listening to fans's shouts, it seems that there is still romance writer Zheng Anbang?

Aren't these all the people who scolded one's own yesterday? Hey, okay, all of them are here today?

Zhang Ye deeply forgotten them and remembered the faces of several people. Suddenly, someone called him behind.

" Teacher Zhang Ye Oops, I can find you. We have seats for you. Let's Literature and Art The frequency is in the middle and back, I will take you there. "I just started Literature and Art Broadcast youth road.

"Okay, Let's go." Zhang Ye followed the auditorium.

Zhang Ye?

He is Zhang Ye?

On hearing, everyone like Meng Dongguo and Dalei Little Red Mushroom have seen it.

Da Lei still doesn't know situation, so I don't have much impression of this name. When they saw Meng Dongguo, their expression Da Lei remembered the name and asked: "Which Zhang Ye? The one who wrote the so-called modern poetry?" /

Little red mushroom said: "Yes."

Deputy Director Jia confirmed: "It's him, what's wrong?"

Da Lei Dao: "He works on the radio Radio Station? I just knew."

Zheng Anbang said to Deputy Director Jia: "It ’s okay, Director Jia, I just talked to him on the Internet yesterday. He would never write poems, nor would he write Literature. Chairman Meng said as a Senior In the end, he was quite unconvinced, and was not humble at all. He also wrote a poem to refute. What do you mean by that? Chairman Meng and us as a person here came to teach him a few words, but he did n’t appreciate it. ! "

Deputy Director Jia was stunned and laughed: "Zhang Ye is a newcomer. It's okay to write ghost stories, but how can you write poems ... how can you compare with some of you, huh, huh."

Meng Dongguo shook his hand, "Don't talk about him, let's go in?"

"Let's go is about to start." Deputy Director Jia and several Little Leaders in the station greeted them into the auditorium and sat in the first row.

People around you see me, I see you.

"Did you watch Zhang Ye Weibo yesterday?"

"Looked at it, I didn't expect them to come together today!"

"I think this is going to be an accident. Who doesn't know what temper Teacher Zhang Ye is, and where is the situation where he is not? Do not fight again."

"No, it won't fight."

"The literati is light, Writer's Association people say that Zhang Ye doesn't understand Literature. According to the character of Teacher Little Zhang, he can stand it. What kind of person is Teacher Little Zhang? That's the master who dares to scold with colleagues. Those who do n’t give Station Leader face, look at it, I think it ’s definitely not safe today. "

At other frequencies of Radio Station, Zhang Ye is also very famous now. Everyone knows it, so after knowing this situation, they always have a feeling of rain and wind.

...

The back row of the auditorium.

Zhang Ye sat in the seat of one's own. The left side is Wang Xiaomei and the right side is Wu Datao. He had conflicts with Wu Datao. Naturally there is nothing to say. Wang Xiaomei is famous for not talking, and there is not much communication with Zhang Ye. , So Zhang Ye had to look down at one's own's cell phone.

Yes, the cell phone signal is not good.

The auditorium may be too soundproof and the signal is isolated.

Zhang Ye did several times before connecting to the Internet. After watching the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meet selection of interface on the Radio Station official website, already has actually begun. Many audience friends and people from all walks of life have sent one's own works. There are ancient poetry, lyricist, modern poetry, and original songs about Mid-Autumn Festival. This time competition has no prizes, but it has honors. If you can get the top three name, it must be famous in the circle, so There are also many people involved.

However, the content is not complimented.

"Oh, my moon, you are so beautiful ..."

"Every Mid-Autumn Festival reunion festival, every family eats moon cakes, and after eating one, they eat another."

Zhang Ye saw that tears almost fell down, and the voting link already was opened. Even if the poems ranked first in the voting are very ordinary, the quality is not high.

咚.

The auditorium door is closed.

cell phone's last signal was blocked, and I couldn't get online. Zhang Ye had to put away cell phone and think about how to correct the name of one's own!

My poems are bad?

My poem is not Literature?

This not only negates Zhang Ye, but also denies the literati and famous Master in his world. Zhang Ye is ridiculous for them. This is also in this world. If they change to Zhang Ye, Meng Dongguo, they dare to question these words? It must be strangled!